You, Again

by Kate Goldbeck

“I guess…I like being with you more than I like being by myself.”

“Why is everyone always trying to get me to read this book? Maybe I don’t want to ‘dare greatly.’ Maybe I just want to dare the regular amount and wallow.”

You can’t just wait around, letting things happen to you.”

“I don’t want to get lost in someone else. I need to do something with my own life.”

So I’m here now, saying that we deserve to be happy. Maybe there’s no such thing as soulmates, but I think you’re my person. And I’m yours. And I don’t want to wait for it anymore. I want to wake up with you tomorrow.

Maybe being in love is knowing that you’d live it all over again—every part, suffering included—to get right back to the place where you’re standing.

Maybe there’s no such thing as soulmates. Maybe there are only people who trust each other enough to begin something without being assured of the end.